Who we are

Cherry Street Cats is me (Robin), my husband Steve, Sandi, Michelle, Verena, Vinyse, Derek, Kent, and Connie, a group of dedicated cat lovers who care for a colony of feral cats in the east end of Toronto. I also have a great rescue team of Lesley, Joanne, and Susan. Together we do our best to make the lives better for feral and homeless cats and kittens. 900+ cats helped in nine years!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A field guide to the cats

Steve just got a fantastic new camera with a long lens and took lots of shots of the cats on the weekend. It's great to be able to see their faces close up. This isn't all the cats but most of them so I figured I would share all these photos as kind of a field guide to the Cherry Street cats colony. This is Biff who lives at Harry's boat. Poor Biff has a cold every winter. And here's the handsome Teddy, the patriarch at Harry's. Teddy is a huge cat but the last few months has become very friendly.
Clyde lives over at Clayton's trailer with Minky and we feed them in the winter while Clayton, who works at the boatyard, is in Jamaica.
Pebbles and a UBC hang out a lot together over by the Madonna boat. Pebbles is very skittish.
Tina lives at Harry's. We think the poor thing is blind in one eye. Right now she looks pretty rough with all her mats but she is a beauty, always one of the first to eat.
Tibbs had a couple of litters of kittens a few years ago but we caught her and her kittens in October of 2009 and she was spayed and returned. She keeps her distance.
Arrow keeps company with Pebbles and Tibbs mid-yard. She also is very shy but frequently around at feeding time. I have a special spot where I put food for her.
Jo is one of the newest members of the group at Harry's. She and her brother Mo showed up last year when they were about 4 or 5 months old. They must have been born to a cat in another area but amazingly were accepted by Teddy and the gang. Thankfully we caught Jo and had her spayed before she could get pregnant.
Now Mo on the other hand has been impossible to trap. He's just not food motivated and in fact I've never seen him eat. We haven't given up but thank God he's male.
Over to Hank's Haven we go, where Hank hangs out with his gang. Hank is an older guy, probably around 8 years old.
This is one of the UBCs (there are 2 or 3 or more - we're not really sure).
Sally is Hank's gal pal. I'm sure she was responsible for many of the cats at the colony but finally last year after many attempts we were able to trap her. The vet thinks she is around 8 as well. She and Hank are quite content to just hang out and wait for food to show up.
And here's our beautiful MC, twice we've tried to socialize her to no avail. Guess this is her home, she seems quite happy these days, and always up for a pat and some Whiskas.
That's the gang minus a few. I'm still amazed how much affection I feel for all of them.

1 comment:

  1. Interesting the way cats form (or don't form!) friendships with each other.

    Thanks for the introductions.